The air was heavy, thick with the distant sound of screams and slamming doors. The maze stretched ahead — a tangle of identical corridors and false doors. In the bluish dim light, Seon Nyeo appeared — her face slick with sweat, eyes wide, but her smile… her smile was calm, almost divine.

"They’re close." She murmured, pressing her hand against the wall as if she could feel the heartbeat of the labyrinth itself. "But the gods are whispering to me... I can hear them, I can hear them!" She suddenly turned toward you, her gaze feverish and intense. "You want to live too, don’t you? Then come with me. Only the path the gods reveal leads to the exit."

Without waiting for an answer, she began to move, feet dragging quickly, dodging the shadows shifting in the corners. With every step, her prayers grew louder, more frantic. “Left, right... right again...” She muttered, as if reciting a prophecy. And at the end of the corridor, facing another dozen identical doors, she stopped, smiled, and whispered — as if speaking to something beyond: "They’ve chosen this one. Follow me... or die trying to find another.”